Damaged Rose Flynn

Ethan’s cock ached in his pants, he felt eager to get his own release, but he knew he needed to wait. If things worked out the way he was imagining they would at the restaurant, it would be well worth the first few courses. "Yes, you were a very good girl for me, sweetheart.“ Their cab pulled off the highway after a few more minutes. "Just a few more minutes and we’ll be there. I hope you’re hungry.” He kissed her forehead, squeezing her still-exposed thigh before pulling her skirt back down. One glance at the driver told him the man may have seen or heard what had just happened, but if he had, he was playing coy about it for now. Ethan remembered he had plenty of cash left over in his wallet, should there be a need to tip generously. He tugged her bottom lip out, gently caressing her lips. “What do you want for dessert?" Ethan asked with a cocky grin. Ethan wasn’t necessarily the one that made the dirty jokes right away, he was the one to set them up so others could enjoy them first.  

Looking out the window while she was on his lap. Watching them pull off the highway, she started to perk up. “I’m famished.” She spoke as she felt him kiss her forehead and squeezing her thigh. Sliding from his lap into the seat next to him, Rose continued to look out of the window to see where their destination was. Turning toward Ethan to ask him, but she felt him tug at her bottom lip. Listening to Ethan’s question, Rose acted like she was thinking real hard. “Tiaramuis.. And you..” She spoke raising her eyebrow and grinned.

Ethan grunted. “Feel what you’re doing to me, Rose. Feel that? That’s all for you, baby.” He slid his fingers inside Rose’s hot, dripping pussy, thrusting slowly in and out, teasing her g-spot. “I want you, baby girl. Only you. Inside you, each and every way I can have you. I know you want to come for me…” He glanced back up as the cab ran a particularly sharp turn on the highway, taking the opportunity to push his fingers deep inside her body, the heel of his hand pressing against her clit. “Come for me, Rose. I want to feel this sweet little pussy gush all over my hand.” He started moving his hand more rapidly, grabbing Rose’s lips and kissing her passionately. His fingers stroked her neck tenderly, wishing for all the world that in that moment, he could have heard Rose scream his name.                      

Leaning against his chest, Rose began to pant as she listened to him speak. “All mine..” She whispered as if in a trance from the amount of pleasure he was giving her. She squeezed her eyes shut trying not to make a sound. She could feel herself climb to her orgasm, it was only a matter of time before Ethan would say the words that would be her undoing. “Only for you.” She whimpered. The car making a sharp turn onto the highway didn’t even register to Rose when she felt Ethan’s fingers push deeper inside her. Leaning her head to one side she opened her eyes a fraction to look into Ethan’s eyes as he spoke her to. She was at the edge and feeling his hand move more rapidly in and out of her, she kissed him back muffling the screams she was making as her orgasm took hold of her. Screaming his name as they kissed, Rose couldn’t believe she had an intense orgasm just from his fingers and words. As she came down from her orgasm, Rose didn’t want off of his lap. “I can’t wait until we get to the restaurant..” She spoke moving her hips around letting Ethan know she wanted him inside her. “ Was I a good girl, Daddy?” She whispered biting her lip provocatively.

He slammed the door shut, and the cab took off, merging slowly with the line of cars moving away from Rapture. Ethan wrapped an arm around Rose, placing his other hand on her thigh, lightly squeezing her knee, pushing her skirt up a little. "Remember, you’ve got to stay quiet for me, baby girl.“ Ethan murmured, leaning in to her ear, sliding his hand up her thigh after a quick glance up at the driver. "I could make you cum.. all over my hand, right here.. and you would have to stay quiet. Otherwise, there will be.. consequences.” He liked using that terminology, that way his statement could be left to interpretation. Although in this case, the consequences would be more fun and erotic than punishing. Ethan tapped his fingers on the inside of Rose’s pale, creamy thigh. Using one finger, he stroked her smooth, bare pussy. He wrapped his available hand in her hair, pressing their lips together, while at the same time silencing any sound she might make.        

With Rose already getting ideas, he suspected he may need a reminder of his power in the relationship tonight. Glancing at himself in the mirror and running a hand through his dark brown hair, he considered a tie but quickly rejected the idea, opting to leave the buttons around the neck of his shirt open, slightly exposing his neck and the start of his collar bone. Satisfied, Ethan shut his closet door and stepped into his shoes just as he heard Rose at his front door. “Be right there, baby doll.” Ethan replied, grabbing his phone, wallet, and keys from the table by the front door. He opened his front door, thinking for a moment that if he were a lesser man, his eyes might have widened slightly. Perhaps they had. Ethan hummed. "You look positively delectable, Rose..“ He murmured, taking a step between her kitten- heeled feet, invading her space. "I suppose should say, lickable." He intoned, his lips inches away from hers. "I don’t even have to check to know you aren’t wearing any panties, do I?” Ethan added with a smirk, straightening up and pulling his door shut behind him. “Come, little girl, let's catch a cab." Ethan recalled a private Italian restaurant not three blocks from Harris Hideaway that would be perfect for their evening together. He slid his fingers through Rose’s hand, leading her toward the entrance, musing that he may be telling Rose to come more than once tonight.        

Hearing her comment had Ethan’s cock twitch as he remembered the last time he’d had Rose over every available surface area of the kitchen. Burying his tongue inside her pussy had been his favorite part of that long, delightful afternoon. Ethan hummed, feeling Rose melt against his body, her ass brushing the slight hardness in his jeans. "Good girl…“ He spoke softly, his tongue swirling over her earlobe. "Of course, giving everyone a reminder never hurts.."  Ethan added, his hand releasing her hair and running down the front of her body. He traced the length of her collar bone, fingertips dancing between her breasts, pausing to trace the outline of her belly button, drawing closer and closer down with each passing moment. Feeling her squirm away from him had Ethan laughing. "Now that you mention it, I’m positively famished..” He reasoned, his available hand wrapping around her torso, his palm closing over her left breast. “What shall we have tonight, hmm?" Down by the seam of Rose’s pants, Ethan tapped his fingers as though deep in contemplation, his touch hitting right above where her clit should be.

Ethan loved that Rose would still choose to tease, to act at all like she wasn’t unconditionally and totally his. This often let the takedown of their little chase feel infinitely more satisfying. He grinned, his other hand settling on her stomach, using the leverage to pull her body against him. Ethan tilted her head back by her hair, exposing her long and slender neck, careful to make sure his touch was elegant yet demanding. “Sometimes, yes.” He reasoned, breathing over her neck, nibbling the spot where neck and shoulder connected. “Sometimes.. I want everyone to know who’s making you scream…" Ethan murmured, placing his soft and hungry kisses all along the column of Rose’s neck.   

Feeling his hand on her stomach, she relaxed a little against him, even as he pulled her hair to expose her neck to him. Listening to him speak, she rolled her eyes as his breath hit her neck and feeling him nibble the base of her neck. “Everyone already knows who makes me scream..” She spoke weakly. She could never win against his sweet assaults on her. She attempted to move away from him to keep her head clear and to continue teasing him. “Shall we get something to eat?” She spoke as she tried to escape his grasp.

Ethan smiled, running his fingers through Rose’s hair, pulling it back until he could grip it comfortably with one hand, stroking her cheek with one thumb. “I don’t know, dear. Should we do something to fix that?”